[Beavis and Butt-Head are walking down the street, discussing their plans.]
Beavis: So, uh, what should we break first, Butt-Head?
Butt-Head: I don't know, Beavis. Let's just walk around and see what looks breakable.
[As they walk, they pass by a group of teenagers sitting on a bench.]
Teenager #1: Hey, check it out. It's Beavis and Butt-Head.
Teenager #2: Yeah, those guys are always high, man.
Beavis: Uh, no we're not. We don't even do that stuff.
Butt-Head: Yeah, we're, like, anti-stoners.
Teenager #3: Whatever, dudes. You're still cool.
[Beavis and Butt-Head exchange a look, surprised by the comment.]
Beavis: Heh heh, did you hear that? They think we're cool.
Butt-Head: Yeah, I guess breaking stuff is pretty cool.
[They continue walking until they reach an abandoned warehouse.]
Beavis: Hey, Butt-Head, let's break into this place.
Butt-Head: Yeah, that sounds cool. Let's do it.
[They break in and start smashing things, feeling a sense of satisfaction.]
Beavis: Heh heh, this is awesome. Who needs drugs when you can break stuff?
Butt-Head: Yeah, breaking stuff is the best high there is.
[As they continue wreaking havoc, they realize that being themselves is cooler than any stereotype.]
Beavis: Hey, Butt-Head, we should tell everyone that we're not stoners. We're just cool dudes who like breaking stuff.
Butt-Head: Yeah, and maybe they'll stop offering us drugs all the time.
Beavis: Yeah, that would be cool.
[They continue their destructive spree, content in their newfound identity.]
